According to the "Jianwen Chronicle", the emperor (Emperor Jianwen) went to the governor and set fire to the palace... He escaped from the ghost gate at noon on June 13th, with twenty-two followers...
Although there are different opinions in the history books and there is no conclusion, Lin Linyou believes that Zhu Yunwen is still alive.
Zhu Di could openly pursue Jianwen's remnant party, but he could never openly search for his nephew Emperor Jianwen. He sat on the throne under the banner of "Jingnan", and killed the Jianwen Party members because they opposed his Jingnan, so they were all "treacherous ministers" and had a reputation for killing.
But if people were publicly sent to search for his nephew Zhu Yunwen, it would be tantamount to telling everyone that Emperor Jianwen was still alive, and people with ulterior motives would definitely be ready to take action.
Therefore, he secretly sent only two people, one Zheng He and one Hu Hui, to the west and south of the Yangtze River in the name of seeking immortals.
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The ship slowly came to a stop and the two ships lowered the gangplank almost at the same time.
Lin Linyou and Zhang Bi took the captain ashore, and then they saw that the person leading the team on the first boat was a civil servant, wearing a black gauze hat, a regimental collar, and a plain silver belt around his waist. Look at the patchwork on his chest. My son is an owl, and he seems to be a seventh-rank official.
The steward who was waiting on the shore came up with his entourage. On the lanterns of the entourage, there was a mark with the word "深".
"Three adults, you have worked hard after traveling and traveling!" The housekeeper smiled and saluted the civil servants and Zhang Ben, "I have wronged you three, so I will rest in the guest room of the temple tonight. My master has arranged a banquet for the three adults tomorrow. Take the wind and wash away the dust.”
Zhang Bi saw the civil official's face clearly, with a particularly conspicuous raised mouth. He walked up and said hello: "Hey! Ding Geishe, it's you!"
"I didn't expect that the person following us turned out to be you, General Zhang." The civil servant Ding Geishe replied lukewarmly, "I'm a little sleepy, General Zhang. I'm going to rest first. See you tomorrow."
After saying that, he got into the waiting sedan, turned around the yellow wall with the words "Hanshan Temple" on it, and went to mind himself.
"Why does he have a sedan, but our lord doesn't?" The captains were very unhappy with the civil servant's attitude, but the civil servant had already run away, so they had to vent their dissatisfaction on the steward of the Shen Mansion to save some face for their lord.
The housekeeper smiled apologetically and whispered: "Generals, like literati, have fragile bodies and weak feet... The gentleman just now has to ride in a sedan chair every time he comes. It has become a rule... I am not deliberately neglecting the two generals! "
Lin Linyou said: "Yes, there are some civil servants here. Apart from their tough mouths, there is nothing else about them that is not soft!"
The steward said: "It's the first time the two generals have come back. I didn't know you liked riding in a sedan chair. You see it's so late now and there's no time to make arrangements..."
Zhang Bi waved his hand: "No, if a warrior sits in a sedan, wouldn't it make people laugh? Take us to the guest room!"
"Yes, yes." The official responded, waving his hand and leading his entourage to light up lanterns and lead the way.
Turn around the screen wall and walk onto an ancient stone arch bridge. The water gurgling under the bridge merges into the river where you came from. After crossing the bridge, there is the mountain gate. Two camphor trees stand on both sides of the mountain gate. There are owls cooing in the trees. It seems a bit eerie in the middle of the night.
After entering the mountain gate, you will see two pavilions, one on the left and one on the right, with cornices and raised corners. The left is Shuang Bell Tower and the right is named Fengjiang Tower, both of which are taken from Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring on the Maple Bridge".
Walking through the front yard surrounded by lotus ponds, behind the Buddhist niche in the middle of the yard is a majestic statue of Skanda. The Skanda pestle is held flat in the hand. It seems that although Hanshan Temple has been honored by the failed poet Zhang Ji, it is currently only a medium-sized temple. .
The steward's words also confirmed the thoughts of several people: "Two generals, the mountain temple is shabby, and there is a shortage of guest rooms, so we can only stay in one room tonight."
It was said that several guest rooms were occupied by scholars, and finally it was arranged that four captains of the school would share a room in pairs, while Lin Linyou and Zhang Bi would share a room.
The simple guest room only has a bed, a table and two bamboo chairs. An oil lamp was lit on the table.
The ancient temple has green lanterns and the lights are dim.
"I don't believe what this guy said. The civil servant must have arranged to stay in a first-class inn!" Lin Linyou took off his coat and threw it on the bed, "Maybe there is a woman accompanying him."
"Don't be so demanding when you are away from home." Zhang Bi felt calm and contented.
"Actually, it's not bad. This room is bigger than the house I rented back then." Lin Linyou nodded, "There is only one bed, how about you sleep on the floor, brother?"
"You're so kind to me." Zhang Ben rolled his eyes.
"No! Look at your body, it's almost bigger than the bed." Lin Lin said, "Can't I be squeezed to death by you?"
"That's it!" Zhang Ben rubbed his hands.
Lin Linyou was too sleepy, so he got into the bed first and rolled most of the quilt under him: "By the way, brother, do you know that civil servant?"
"We know each other. I have been in the Ming Dynasty for so many years," Zhang Bi said as he took off his clothes. "Ding Yu, the Criminal Division is not a good person. Four years ago, he falsely accused the villagers of Sai Shen gathering to rebel, and he actually captured several people from it. He was a traitor to the party, which earned him a rank as a seventh-rank official. This kid is greedy and has no regard for his integrity. He loves to wait on officials and complain about minor offenses. Many people hate him, but..."
"I know, but he has Ji Gang to tell the truth!" Lin Linyou said, "Why did Ji Gang send his criminal officer here?"
"Whatever! We don't even know what we are here to do." Zhang Bi said, "These superior officials are like this. They won't let you know what to do until the last minute."
"You said that Jigang, who is extremely wealthy, doesn't repair the temple since it is also his territory." Lin Linyou said, "That's really stupid. Not to mention building a few more guest rooms, the bed in your guest room should be made bigger. Well!"
"He is just seeking public benefit for his own benefit by searching for traitors to the party." Zhang Bi said, "There are some guest rooms in Hanshan Temple. How many of them can be lent to scholars?"
The temple is quiet and many scholars like to study here to prepare for exams. Presumably Master Ji chose to do something small in the temple for the sake of peace and quiet!
"This monk is kind to scholars." Zhang Bi then sighed.
"This is called venture capital." Lin Linyou said with a smile, "One day, if there is a scholar in high school, the popularity of this temple may become more prosperous! Look how much Zhang Ji, a failed scholar, has increased the reputation of the temple."
"It turns out that monks are the ones who know how to invest best! But I think it should be called angel investment." Zhang Bi said, "I just provide a place to live and two meals at most. Where is the risk?"
The two of them chatted for a while, and unknowingly they both fell asleep...
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Yang Fang was also in the temple, building Chu Temple!
He is still alive!
But he didn't dare to go back to Jinyiwei anymore, for fear that if he did, the death penalty would be waiting for him.
"Since the donor can't sleep, how about we talk about a game with my old monk?" Monk Putong put down the chessboard, "Since the last time we said goodbye, we haven't met our opponent again."
Yang Fang was a little dazed and said casually: "Master, can't you sleep too?"
"As we get older, sleep is always not good." Pu Tong said.
Yang Fang looked at Pu Tong and silently picked up a white seed.
"The donor is very skilled in chess. This time, I would like to ask the donor to spare his two sons." Pu Tong looked at the chessboard with his eyebrows lowered.
After hearing this, Yang Fang was shocked in his heart!
I remember that when I was playing chess with Zhang Bi and Pu Tong, he said something similar! It's just that I didn't care at first.
Now it sounds like there is something in this monk’s words!
"Spare those two sons?" Yang Fang couldn't help but become vigilant.
"The second son is the second son." Pu Tong said, "Go is only divided into black and white. Within black and white, is there any difference?"
"No!" Yang Fang pushed the chessboard to show that he was no longer interested in playing chess. "Master, you know, you must know something!"
Pu Tong gently put down the chess piece in his hand: "Please give me a clear explanation from the donor."
"You asked me to spare the four sons before. Did these four sons have a deeper meaning?" Yang Fang stared at Pu Tong with bright eyes, as if he wanted to read some answers from his face.
The green lantern in the ancient temple illuminated Monk Putong's eyes dimly, as if he was drowsy.
"Really, the fourth son of the Huang family?" Yang Fang finally couldn't bear it anymore and pointed out the topic!
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